July 26th, 2005


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Sitting here at work, frustrated by a project that is sucking my soul with its complexity, I am of the firm opinion that I would much rather be sitting out by the lake reading a book and soaking in the calm from the water.

If the weathery goodness continues, I will be outside tonight, playing with bricks and mortar. I need to be doing that a lot more if I'm going to finish the porch on time. If I can complete the foundation by August 5th, I will have only two months to do all of the framing.

Crap. I don't even know if I can afford to buy all of the lumber by then. Crap, crap, crap.

Ah, well. If I could shit money, I'd be in a different place.

Brain is numb. I can't figure out what is going wrong with this system. It's not deterministic, and I can't resolve a pattern. And frankly if I can't resolve a pattern, it's a serious bitch.